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Strange, that ignorance should be our best happiness in this life, and yet be the one we are ever striving to destroy !
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
Death never excites such sympathy as it does when it assumes the shape of murder.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
The bride was young and beautiful, the bridegroom stern and old,—
But the silken rein was hung with pearls, the housings bright with gold.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
The weakness of our nature—how soon any strong emotion masters it !
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
How strong is the love of the country in all indwellers of towns !
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
—true love is like religion, it hath its silence and its sanctity.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
I had lost of humanity but its illusions, and they alone are what render it supportable.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
We again repeat, that there is no temper so communicative as an imaginative one.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
—what an odd thing it is, that the indications of terror are usually ludicrous !
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
He who seeks pleasure with reference to himself, not others, will ever find that pleasure is only another name for discontent.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
The discharge of a duty from affection is the best solace for sorrow.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
For when do friends not delight in the sorrow of the prosperous?
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
The gallantry of an English peasant rarely expands into words.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
Ill-timed admiration is enough to enrage a saint.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
English people ... never speak, excepting in cases of fire or murder, unless they are introduced.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
We talk of unsophisticated nature—I should like to know where it is to be found.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
She leant her head upon her hand : “I know not which to choose—
Alas ! whichever choice I make, the other I must lose.”
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
If we did but know how we rush into one evil while seeking to avoid another, we should have no resolution to shun any thing.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
In sad truth, half our forebodings of our neighbours are but our own wishes, which we are ashamed to utter in any other form.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
Human nature is accused of much more selfishness than it really has ; a thousand kindly emotions break in upon and redeem our daily and interested life.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)